Judder

On Sunday we were very lucky to be visited by Professors Hans Knees and Bumpsa Daisy, members of the Deutscher Institute der Crazee Kontraption.

They worked vigilantly on the front wheels of the monster and came up with this simple but effective ant-judder device. We will be trialling it on Tuesday.

Light that big candle

Looking good...

Hot dang

She weighs a tonne, she kicks like a mule and she wakes the kids up when she goes by but she flies like the wind!

16:45 last night with only 4 of us pushing the new silver dream machine. And Kingo's shorts almost fell down.

We're getting faster, if not fitter.

New Bed!

Arrives tomorrow!

Come on!

Will post pictures asap.

Runnity Run Run

Ok,

A lot of running over the weekend with our 5 man bed.

Friday - 19:30 Oh dear

Sunday - 18:45 Better

Monday - 18:30 Yes!

Getting better all the time.

Deep waters run cold

Run, with river crossing.

Not trying too hard + poor crossing = 18:15

Last year we were doing 18 dead just before the race and thinking it was pretty good.

Interesting!

Big Steve

Number 3: Big Steve

Like Lazarus, Big Steve managed to rise from the dead last year to power the mighty Juggernaut's to glory, fuelled only by nurofen and the tears of his daughter. Once the most fearsome of fast bowlers the Wetherby area has ever known, the Shoaib of Sinklinghall now saves his chin music and medium-pace-do-nothings for the other bed race teams. Be warned.

Most likely to say: I can't walk, let alone run - of course I'm playing cricket on Saturday. And Sunday.

Least likely to: Ever wear a chicken costume again.

Remembered for: Doing it when it mattered.

We salute ye!

Sky rocket in flight

A cracking Saturday was had, creating a space shuttle. Luckily for us the wonderful Jugg Clark had done lots of ground work, so we spent the afternoon assembling, tinkering, eating sausages and trying out Jugg Allison's fine beer. Everything is coming together nicely...

Go here to some shots - http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/mpyoung/BedRace2010?authkey=Gv1sRgCLqclcSm4NinGg#

Cap'n Head

Number 2: Heady, The Captain, Bossman, Andy

His word is law, his say is final, when the foot comes down it stays put down. The super scouse speedster is a sporting miracle. Aged 102 he can still propel himself on 30 mile bike rides before running faster than the rest of the team. His legs are a miracle of modern science - the man spent 2 weeks trapped in Mallorca and his legs were still whiter than the inside of Matt's wallet.

Most likely to say: Why would you hide a lemon in there?

Least likely to: Let another team overtake the bed.

Remembered for: Coming up with the whole, brilliant, stupid idea in the first place.

We salute ye!